Huang Xianzheng was very smart. After he calculated the next step of the bureau, he would definitely take action on this information and carry out assassination and assassination operations. Wei Liangbi was definitely one of the best players in the Military Affairs Bureau. He had a careful layout and had complete plans. The bureau was likely to choose Wei Liangbi to take action.

Huang Xianzheng will never let the bureau chief succeed so easily this time. After all, the target this time is not ordinary people. He is the absolute top leader who sits in the second position in the National Party, and has countless old subordinates and followers. If the Baoding Group really takes action, it will have to take on some connections. Huang Xianzheng must get some benefits before he is willing to take action.

However, the director may not choose to act on the second part, but Zhao Ziliang in the first part. That's good. It's better to do less than more things, and Huang Xianzheng is happy.

In fact, the bureau chief did not choose Operations Department 2. The first thing he did when he returned to the Military Affairs Bureau from the command headquarters was to call Zhao Ziliang to his office.

"Select twenty of the best actors immediately and go to Hanoi to carry out assassination. This time, you must remove this person and never let him turn to the Japanese."

Zhao Ziliang quickly stood attentively and replied: "Master, I will choose a good player immediately and I will definitely clear the target."

The director thought for a moment and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you going to let?"

Zhao Ziliang passed all his subordinates in his heart and replied: "I plan to send Wu Huarong, the chief of the operation section, to whom he had good action ability. The leader of the operation team he proposed with Zhiheng had performed well in the past two years, and his subordinates were also capable. What do you think?"

"Can he compete with Zhiheng?" The director frowned when he heard this. He had a bad impression of Wu Huarong. Although he had a good ability, he always felt that he was far from Wei Liangbi and Ning Zhiheng.

It has to be said that in the Military Control Bureau, Wei Liangbi and Ning Zhiheng, the brothers, did put a lot of pressure on others. In contrast, the bureau always felt that these people under his command were mediocre.

When Zhao Ziliang heard that the audience disagreed with his arrangements, he quickly said, "Why do I take the initiative personally!"

The director glared at him coldly, thought for a long time, shook his head and said, "This matter is of great importance, and there must be no mistakes. In this way, I will send my guard Luo Wuqing to go with me. He is good at shooting skills and is a good player in action. You must ensure that there is no mistakes!"

"Yes, if Wu Qing takes action, then you will be much more sure!" Zhao Ziliang nodded and agreed.

Luo Wuqing is the captain of the guards of the bureau, the confidant of the bureau, the rank of major, has excellent martial arts skills, and is also outstanding in shooting skills. At that time, he was only defeated by Ning Zhiheng and was a master of the Military Affairs Bureau.

In the afternoon of the same day, an operation team composed of twenty elites, led by Wu Huarong and Luo Wuqing, flew quickly to Hanoi, Vietnam on a special plane and began to arrange an assassination operation.

Three days later, in the Japanese Kendo Hall in Shanghai, Ning Zhiheng was wearing a white Kendo uniform and holding a wooden knife, and was confronting a young man.

This young man is Fujiwara Hirofumi Fuji's personal follower Yanagida Jingye, and he is also a kendo master.

These days, Ning Zhiheng accompanied Hiromoto Fujiwara to travel around Shanghai, most of whom were talking about literature and painting at Mulan Club, and even went to the antique street once, which greatly satisfied Fujiwara Hiromoto and others.

Today's arrangement is to come to the Japanese Kendo Hall. Hirofumi Fujiwara loves Kendo, and his followers are also good at Kendo Hall. After coming to the Kendo Hall, Yoshihiro Yasuhiro proposed to compete with Ning Zhiheng. After Ning Zhiheng refused, he nodded and agreed.

At this time, the two of them held the swords and stared at each other, staring at each other's every move.

"Hi!" Liutian Jingye shouted loudly, took the lead in taking action, with both hands upwards, stride forward with his right foot, hold the knife in both hands and raise it to his head and slash it downwards, with great force and heavy force.

Ning Zhiheng was not panicked, holding the knife in the middle, retreated slightly with his left foot, and lifted the knife with both hands to lift the opponent's sword. When Liutian Jingye stretched out his hands and his right wrist was exposed, he suddenly stood up and stepped out quickly. Holding the knife with both hands quickly and forcefully hit the opponent's right wrist. When Liutian Jingye shrank his hand and returned to block, Ning Zhiheng quickly followed up with his left foot, and the knife turned and directly pulled on Liutian Jingye's right rib.

Fortunately, Ning Zhiheng was extremely fast, but he didn't use any force. After the wooden knife touched Liutian Jingye's body, the force quickly retracted. With the protection of the sword suit, Liutian Jingye did not feel any pain at all. He only felt that as soon as the right rib touched, the other party's body had withdrawn from his attack range.

At this time, the swordsmanship still pays more attention to actual combat, and life and death are instantly seen. Both of them are facing each other. If the real swords are facing each other, Liu Tian Jingye has already been hit by the knife at this time.

Ning Zhiheng's entire movement was smooth and clear, and each movement was very consistent with the requirements of the kendo. It combined simple lifting movements, but the movement was surprisingly fast. Yanagi Jingye had only had time to take action once, and was hit by Ning Zhiheng without realizing his confusion.

But to the viewer, Ning Zhiheng's entire set of movements was simple and capable, like hundreds of times of tempering, with a natural shape, and he completed the attack in his breath and retreated.

Fujiwara Hiromoto's eyes lit up, his hands slapped and cheered loudly.

He is an expert in kendo and knows that although kendo is just a few simple postures and steps, the power of different people is very different.

Ning Zhiheng's entire set of movements, like a rabbit, and as quiet as a virgin, relaxing and retracting, and his movements flowing, is definitely a profound understanding of the essence of swordsmanship.

Fujiwara Hiromoto felt itchy. He stood up and came to the venue, and said with a smile: "Zhiren, I didn't expect that your kendo level is so good. Let's talk about it."

"I've been awarded the award. I've only started to really get involved in kendo in the past few years. I'm still a first look at the path. Please give me some advice!"

Ning Zhiheng's original intention was not to be too outstanding, but he did not expect that his opponent Liutian Jingye was too weak and could not even block his own attack. It seemed that he had performed too much.

In fact, this is not a fault for Ning Zhiheng. All his opponents have been very experienced in practical experience, which invisibly made him expect his opponent too high. And Yanagi Jingye is just a young man who has practiced kendo on the training ground and is not adapted to the strength shown by Ning Zhiheng.

Another thing is that Ning Zhiheng's arm was too strong, and Liutian Jingye slashed with great force, but Ning Zhiheng was lightly picked up and was not affected at all. He entered the counterattack stage, making Liutian Jingye unable to react and was hit.

Hirofumi Fujiwara took over the wooden knife from Yanagai Jingye. Although he was not young, he had been practicing kendo for many years, but his physical fitness had not declined. He was rich in experience. He was a true kendo master and a knife master with practical experience. He was definitely not comparable to Yanagai Jingye and others.

I saw him holding a knife in the middle, and Ning Zhiheng also faced each other in the middle. The two of them stalemate for a moment, so Ning Zhiheng naturally would not take the initiative to attack. He made up his mind to focus on defense, so he just calmed down and was cautious.

Hirofumi Fujiwara saw that Ning Zhiheng's plan was not enough to take more time. He suddenly raised his sword with both hands and slashed at Ning Zhiheng's head, his movements were the same as before Yanagi Jingye, but his footsteps were much smaller, which obviously left some strength.

Ning Zhiheng held the knife in both hands and raised it. This time he did not dare to pick it hard, for fear that the power would be too great, so he picked up the wooden knife in Hiromoto Fujiwara's hand and just simply blocked it.

At the same time, the left foot slides to the left and the body evacuates to the left, still maintaining a relative posture.

Fujiwara Hiromoto's fierce attack, but the wooden knife slashed Ning Zhiheng's wooden knife, and it felt like it was chopping on a very firm steel. His arm was numb, and the other party's wooden knife didn't even shake it.

Hiromoto Fujiwara had never encountered this situation. He did not expect that Ning Zhiheng's arm strength was so strong that he was shocked. When he met again, he was highly focused and did not dare to neglect it.

A moment later, Hiromoto Fujiwara swung his sword again and attacked directly on the middle lane. Ning Zhiheng's sword was slanted and blocked Hiromoto Fujiwara's sword. However, Hiromoto Fujiwara had been accumulating momentum for a long time this time, and the subsequent attack was in a row. The wooden knife in his hand launched a constant attack and slashed towards Ning Zhiheng from various angles.

Ning Zhiheng was quick-witted and his hands were fast and fast, and he kept swinging the knife gears, all of which were fast and coherent without any pause. No matter how fast Fujiwara Hiromori's sword was, he could not make any progress. Until the end, the wooden knife in Fujiwara Hiromori's hand was shocked and could not hold it. The sword was slid and rushed forward, trying to use the momentum to hit Ning Zhiheng's body, forcing him to retreat.

But Ning Zhiheng also had a horizontal wooden knife, intersecting with Hiromofumi Fujiwara's wooden knife cross. His body was as stable as a rock. As soon as he contacted him, Hiromofumi Fujiwara felt something was wrong, as if he was hitting a wall. He had to retreat again, with his right hand as the center, and quickly drew an arc upward and pulled the knife upward and returned to the middle position.

This attack was like a storm. Ning Zhiheng resisted from both sides, defending but not attacking, and barely survived this battle.

Everyone was dazzled by the sight. Fujiwara Hirofumi's attack speed was too fast. He could only hear the sound of wooden swords constantly ramming, and he quickly separated.

At this time, Hirobu Fujiwara felt that the tiger's mouth holding the knife was swollen and he could hardly hold the handle of the knife. However, this short wave of attacks was more difficult than training for an hour. He sighed and slowly put down the wooden knife.

When everyone saw it, they knew that Hirofumi Fujiwara gave up the competition, and they were all relieved.

Ning Zhiheng also quickly put down the wooden knife, put away the knife's posture, gave a deep gift, and stood respectfully aside.

Hiromoto Fujiwara looked at Ning Zhiheng and couldn't help but say helplessly: "Zhiren, you don't look burly, but your physical fitness is too amazing. Fighting with you is like fighting a machine, which is too disadvantageous. Alas! I am old, and I can't even hold the knife steadily. If I don't accept it, I can't do it anymore!"
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